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I'm guessing some things never change Sore losers they've just lost the game Trying to win the battle lost Some just can't accept it Some just wanna reject it Their hearts have been consumed by hate It takes me back to the kid who had someone fighting for him Brings me back to a game we played when we were kids I never played My mom can beat up your mom My dad can beat up your dad My god can beat up your god too All of the treaties are the same Were millions of lives worth the gain the governments using them for They had children fighting for them The post-war wont support them Sugar-coated poison called crusades It takes me back to the kid who had someone fighting for him Brings me back to a game we played when we were kids I never played My mom can beat up your mom My dad can beat up your dad My god can beat up your god too From Letras Mania